CHAPTER 3
Lord Kyron was fuming. His skin flushed almost as vibrantly as his red hair. This was not how things were meant to unfold. He had finally found a way to make his good-for-nothing daughter useful, only to discover that she was not as worthless as he had thought. The Alvar clan would pay for this.
They should have returned Jesse to him when the wedding was postponed. Instead, they escorted him from the property, refusing to return her to his arm. It was one insult too many. He was the lord of this town and his word was law. Yes, he had sold her to the clan, but that was before he’d known the truth, before he’d realised what she could do. All these years he had thought she was mad, insane, just like her mother. If only he’d known the truth.
If his had been the hands that had seiz
